The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-06-02

"Just two day fore old Sherman
swung GROUND here to Jonesboro,"
continued old man Plunkett, "folks
seemed to know there was trouble er
brewing, and the big road was full o.
people 'refugceing, and lots OF EN- had
been 'refugeeing' from way up in Ten
nessee, moving on as old Sherman adj
vanced, and these were in bad fix as
sure as you er born. Me and my old
oman never would turn EN- off when
they'd just ak for shelter to keep out
EN- the rain, and that haint all, we fed
EN- as long as we had anything to feed
on; but things got mighty scarce with
us, and we had to hear the poor little
,'refugeeing' children cry Tor bread
many time towards the last without
being able to give EN- any. Wars a
bad thing, stranger; wars bad thing!
'iNight come on and it was raining
and so dark you couldn't see your
hand before you, and we took the
,wimin and children in as long as we
had bed that would hold one, and
piled 'em down on the floor as long
hs we had a quilt and me and the old
Poman was going to bed ourselves,
when the dogs went GROUND the house
same as they'd er been AFTER some
wild varmint, and / went out to see
what was the matter, what should ]
find but one er the likeliest young
wimin's as you ever laid your eyes
on, and when we got her in the
house she told the most pitifulest
tale you ever heerd, sayin' she'd
started down the road to keep outen
the way OF old Sherman, and lost her
way in the dark and couldn't go no
furthur The cd oman ground some
wheat what she had parched and
made some coffee, and / got out my
bottle OF spirits what was made
outen sorghum, and we warmed her
up and made her feel at home the
best we could and she lowed she'd
just set there in q chair till NORM,
and the old oman lowed that would
never do, and she said, says she:
",Pdrather for you and the old man
to and then she scratched her head
6aid that won't do either So ]
that the young stranger should
in my bed with the old oman
would sleep up in the loft on
broom straw what was up thar
/ seed the old oman and the
e stranger all snug IN bed l went
o ladder into the loft and lay
on the broom straw and l had
cd er nights sleep rs ever had
life, for my head was right er.
t the roof and the rain patter.
the boards, and the man what
slept to the sound OF rain on
top don't know nethin' erbout
he young stranger was up and
next morning by the time it was
and nothin' strange was thought
for in war time folks don't think
)ge OF many things. o u
bng up in the day following the
the young oman slept with my
lady, was out on the piazza,
looked up the road and seed a
inc er blue coated soldiers er com.
nd called up the old oman, and
were goners - them's yanks.
WIS gals was over at my house.
they 'lowd it was no use to run,
stood thar in the piazza, and
~ soon the soldiers were all Out
Q road in front er the house, anG |
stopped, and no sooner than
ped than down they sat on each
er the road, and pretty soon here
some men on horses down the
and all the men they rise to
feet and holler huzar, huzar
r! didn't like that holler, and
/ like it yet. Pretty soon SEED
men that was on horses was
RS and in minute two OF them
ed toward the house, and rio |
e into the yard, and then
says we'r goners shore. The
two rid up to the well, one OF them
was as pretty err Yankee as you ever
laid your eyes on, and the other was
an old sharp-looking' cuss, and they
said that's Gen. Sherman. was
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